The Day To Be...

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Day

That Day was horrible...He...him. The man....no boy I thought I had loved but like the rest of them only wanted what I had. "Oh, Day I love you" They had all claimed, many times before they had all left me, at different places and different times. Never had they loved me for me, only for the things I had; my perfect body; plump, round, and big breast,my smile, my clean skin,my not to big or to small butt, my perfect hourglass figure. ( even though my skin wasn't clean to the naked eye). Once they found out what I was and what I do they were gone; like that. But now I'm better then, all that left me, with someone I love...now this is the story of my forever love life ❤

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